Chapter Twelve
Michelle
It had started out as a mission to come give Kase a piece of her mind, and convince him to change his decision about funding the lab. Now it was spiraling out of control faster than she could keep up. Things beyond her understanding were occurring, things that should have her backing away, or even getting in her car and running.
Kase had seemingly lost control when she’d joked about him going crazy. His eyes had gone wide and crazy as he held his head. She’d thought that something was genuinely wrong, and so had gone to see if she could help. He’d tried to stop her, but Michelle wasn’t the type to let someone go without aiding them.
Then his eyes had begun to glow, and her body had been attacked by hormones so savagely and brutally that she was still reeling even now as she lifted her head to the ceiling so Kase could bite her neck. Warm lips preceded his teeth as they scraped over her skin, making her knees weak and unreliable.
None of this made any sense to her, but it felt so good. Being with him, touching him, it was better than being on morphine, and more addictive. Feel-good sensations rippled and burst across her skin everywhere he touched, and many places he didn’t. The sheer ecstasy of the moment stole her breath, overwhelming her brain and making it hard to give it simple commands, such as drawing in air to her lungs.
“Kase,” she breathed eventually, the single word filled with more connotation than she could possibly explain.
He responded with touch. A caress of her upper back, his fingers slipping over the curve of her rear and giving it a squeeze, and everywhere his mouth, leaving its trail of icy fire.
Pushing gently, she eased him down onto the ground. They might’ve been in the middle of the front foyer, but it didn’t matter. Her attention was solely on him, and vice versa. A thousand people could’ve been watching and Michelle would never have noticed. Her hands trembled as she placed them on his chest, straddling his powerful form.
Kase covered them with his own giant palms. “There’s nothing to be afraid of,” he said, staring at her with his eyes that seemed to be glowing.
She put it down to hormones and arousal playing havoc with her mind, like they were with the rest of her. After all, his eyes couldn’t actually glow—it just had to be something in the way he was looking at her, or a trick of the light. Michelle filed it away and lowered her face to his.
Fire stole the breath from her lungs as they kissed some more, his very body a blast furnace, turning the space around them into a sauna. All at once she was far too hot and needed to cool down. Kase saw what she was doing and stripped the clothes from her, pulling off her shirt and sitting up to help with her bra. There was no point in fighting him, and really, she didn’t want to. Now that she was sitting on him, she could feel the fullness of his erection, and her curiosity was more than a little piqued. He felt…substantial, under her hips.
Biting her lips, she shimmied down his body, working frantically to undo his belt and the button of his jeans, tugging them off. It wasn’t the smoothest action, but with a little help from Kase, she had him naked in a few moments.
“Oh my,” she purred as she wrapped her hands around him, enjoying the sheer hardness.
Kase groaned at her touch, prompting her to start stroking him, which in turn spurred on more groans of pleasure. He was enjoying himself, and truthfully, so was she. As she watched, her hand drifted between her own legs, slowly rubbing at herself through her jeans.
“I don’t think so,” Kase growled upon seeing that, pulling her forward and rolling slightly so that she wound up with her back on the ground. “We live in an age of equality, and I intend to enforce that. Equal nudity for all!”
Michelle laughed as he pulled her pants off, put completely at ease with being naked in front of him with just that one comment. She’d expected to feel quite uncomfortable due to the differences in their bodies. He was rock hard, from his arms to his shoulders, stomach, and even his cock, while she was soft and expansive in all the same places.
Kase never once let her feel worried. She lay back and let him explore, watching the delight on his face as he kissed, stroked, caressed, and licked his way over every exposed piece of skin, until she was trembling, the pressure inside her built up and begging for release.
“Please. I need it,” she gasped, thrusting her hips toward his greedy mouth, eager for him to finish what he’d started.
The warmth of his tongue across her center stole the breath from her lungs and seized every muscle in her body. If she’d been on fire before, now she melted into his hands, able to do little more than lie back on the hardwood and drown in beautiful agony until he finally sent her over the edge.
She shook, fingers scraping over the floors in a desperate attempt to find something to dig into. Failing that, she grabbed his head and pulled him in tight, holding on for dear life as she bucked and shuddered, her brain unable to handle the simultaneous sensations assaulting her body. It shut down for several breathless moments before rebooting.
“Okay,” she said, pushing gently on his head, needing a moment to compose herself.
Kase smiled, but stayed quiet, doing nothing more than resting his head on her inner thigh, thoroughly satisfied with himself. As he should be. That was…good. Really, really good.
“No,” she said gently when he went back in for more. She was too sensitive, despite his good intentions. “I want you inside me now.”
He didn’t protest, just smiled and got to his knees, positioning himself between her legs. “I’ll go slow.”
She nodded jerkily, already unsure now that she could feel him pressed against her opening. He was quite thick, and though she was excited by the idea, she was nervous about whether she’d be able to take him all. Michelle wanted to; she wanted to please him, just as he’d pleased her.
But a big dick was a big dick, and that shit was scary even as it was arousing.
Kase pushed forward at her signal, and she watched his face as he slipped inside. Both of them drew in deeply. His face tightened, and he clenched his teeth together. Michelle watched him closely, using her fingers to slowly pull him closer with one hand, and her palm on his chest to stop him with the other. Bit by bit he slowly disappeared inside, her body adjusting to this massive intrusion at an agonizingly slow pace.
“That’s all,” he joked when she pulled on his side again, only to realize he was fully inside her now.
“Good.”
He leaned in closer, kissing her cheek before nibbling gently on her earlobe, a weak spot of Michelle’s that had her tightening around his girth. She grinned when Kase hissed in surprise. Yes, she could do this.
“You can go faster,” she told him after a few minutes of rocking back and forth against one another.
“I know,” he said, his voice taut. “It’s just…it’s really tight.”
The smile that had been on her face since the start became a grin. “Oh. Well, take your time then. I wouldn’t want you to rush anything.” She dragged her fingernails across his back.
“That’s not helping,” he groaned, swelling inside her.
“It’s not?” she teased, whispering the words into his ear, then moaned softly while exhaling.
Kase twitched, but he didn’t—quite—lose control.
“You’re just going to lose out as well if you keep that up,” he admonished.
“I’ve had my pleasure,” she said, laughing. “This is about you now.”
He pulled back slightly to look her in the face. “Are you saying this doesn’t feel good?” He lifted his hips and then thrust back into her.
“Oh, fuck,” she gasped, her spine arching.
Kase repeated the motion. “Still ready for me to finish so soon?”
“If it makes you happy,” she said in hissed bursts. “Yes. But I won’t object to this either, if you enjoy it.”
“Nothing makes me happier than seeing you turned on,” he growled, his cock moving in and out of her nonstop now. Not hard, not fast—it would be a few more times before she could take that from him.
Instead he just thrust constantly, letting her focus on his pattern. That worked miracles, because something latched onto it, and a feeling inside her grew anew.
“I think I’m going to come again,” she told him. “Kase, I’m so close. Don’t stop!”
She’d never done this before. Always one and then done, which was perfectly okay with her; it left her satisfied and happy. This time, though—this time she wasn’t sure where it was coming from. It felt different, from deeper inside her.
Latching on to Kase, she held tight. They crashed together over and over, lost in the throes of the moment, letting their baser instincts take over as they became closer to each other. It was powerful, moving, and surprisingly intimate. She felt closer with Kase, more than just physically. This was an unleashing of pent-up emotions that, despite the long gap between seeing him, had somehow never faded, much to her then-irritation.
Now she relished it, kissing him hard, moaning her desire into his mouth, unable to control herself. She wanted him. Now. Here. And as often as she could have him. He would be hers, and in turn, she would be his. Two as one.
In the end, she never quite remembered how they reached it, but without needing to speak, as if they just knew what the other was doing, they reached their respective thresholds in unison. She tightened around him, the extra pressure more than Kase could handle. His muscles swelled as he all but called out her name.
Michelle shook constantly, a never-ending tremble as her body was pounding by wave after wave of ecstasy the likes of which she’d never experienced before. It ripped the breath from her lungs. All she could do was stare wide eyed at Kase, her mouth open in a silent scream as her system shut down, overwhelmed by the sensations flowing through her.
Then all at once the world snapped back into color and sound and she could hear herself screaming, Kase’s deep groans, and the feel as he emptied himself into her, something that had always aroused her.
They sank back down onto the floor, Kase on top of her but supporting himself on his elbows. Skin to skin they lay, gasping for air.
His lips pressed against her cheek in a weak kiss, all the strength he could muster.
“What the hell was that?” she asked after a few minutes, feeling up to speaking finally.
“I don’t know,” he heaved, his chest still rising and falling swiftly. “I’ve never felt anything like it. Ever. I…” He had no more words.
They locked eyes, and all of a sudden it was funny. She snorted while trying to cover up her giggle, which set Kase off. He rolled off her, laughing heavily. She joined him, and everything felt right for a moment.
“Do you want to do it again?” he asked, rolling onto his side to face her.
She lifted her eyebrows, gaze shifting to between his legs. “I can see that you do.”
“Maybe.” He winked.
“Yeah, yeah I do,” she said, biting her lip as he got back on top of her. “But take me to the bed first. This floor is a little hard.”
Laughing, Kase adjusted his arms and scooped her from the floor, holding her tight to his chest with an ease that amplified her already potent arousal.
The walk seemed far too long, despite only being thirty feet away.